I have read two books that made an impression in the past months.

One is Rohinton Mistry's A Fine Balance.

Another is Sue Monk Kidd's The Secret Life of Bees.

When I grow up, I want to be August. Or Dina. Never mind.

UPDATE: I don't watch Oprah, and I don't think anyone is infallible (look at what she did to the Katrina coverage. Despicable). But she's usually smart, and these are part of a collection given me in a brown bag. I'm ready to pass them on. Where do they need to go?